The paper I just wrote turned out to be true

Chapter 276 Unknown Disease
Lin Chen didn't know that Jacob and others would be misunderstood because of this matter.

Thus began a series of chain reactions.

Soon, relevant news spread to the top.

They also fell into thinking, guessing whether it was Huaxia's meaning.

So think carefully.

Of course, almost all the people who made the decisions were just promoted, and almost half of the previous batch of leaders and persons in charge perished in the explosion.

"It's not impossible to re-investigate this matter."

"However, there is a problem, we want to be clear, that is, the Indians in our territory and the Indians in Mexico belong to a different race."

"They have a relationship with Huaxia Yinshang, which doesn't mean we have a relationship."

"This point must be very clear."

A person in charge said quietly.

Others agree.

In any case, there can be no chaos in the country.

The bottom line must be adhered to.

A person in charge dragged his chin and said, "It's good to have one thing to attract attention, lest everyone concentrate everything on the explosion."

"Ah."

The others nodded.

"I also have one point, we can't let the public feel that we are asked for it."

"So, I suggest that we find an expert in related fields and ask him to take the initiative to bring it up. When the time comes, we can not only solve this matter satisfactorily, but also publicize our spirit of pursuing truth to the world."

Another person in charge suggested.

When the others heard it, their eyes lit up.

"good idea."

They showed a faint smile, and soon passed.

Jennifer, a professor of archeology at Harvard University, was tidying up his office. His face was ugly and sickly white.

There are more than [-] professors, experts and scholars in the office.

However, after an explosion, half of the people in the office were lost at once, and they were all gone.

He was once suppressed for reacting to events in Mexico City.

Therefore, also dodged a bullet.

Did not participate in this project.

It is also a blessing in disguise.

At this moment, he suddenly received a message.

"What, resubmit?"

Jennifer looked at the group of people in front of her vigilantly, her eyes fixed on them.

The leading man smiled slightly.

"Professor Jennifer, this is just as you wish. According to the data, within a year, you have submitted four related applications for funding to investigate the origin of Indians. Now, the opportunity is yours. in front of you."

Jennifer sneered: "I applied four times, but nothing came of it."

"I myself have also been suppressed by various parties. Now I am suddenly told that I can reapply. Are you playing me?"

Jennifer spoke louder and louder.

However, the leading man didn't seem to be ashamed, but said shamelessly: "After seeing your application, we have also made various efforts and investigations. There are indeed some doubts about this matter. This is the next policy."

"Now, we want to re-investigate the matter, so."

Jennifer interrupted him rudely.

"Tell me, how to do it?"

His cheeks were livid, and he looked like he didn't want to touch him at all.

Jennifer knew that no amount of explanation would be of much use, and these bastards would never feel guilty.

It's better to go directly to the topic.

However, what is the reason that caused them to be willing to provoke this matter again?
The leading man showed a bright smile and said, "We have already arranged it for you."

With that said, he handed the briefcase to Jennifer.

"The steps and the plan are all in there."

Jennifer sneered a few times and took it over.

After a long hiatus in the research in Mexico City, a new research starting point has begun.

In a small town a hundred miles away from the explosion site.

The town was not affected by the explosion, and there was only a slight shaking when the incident happened.

Ellis, wearing a baseball bat, sneezes.

"Strange, did you catch a cold?"

There was a murmur in his heart, but he didn't take it seriously.

It's just a slight cold, nothing serious.

He guessed that maybe it was because he was too high in the bar yesterday, and he caught a cold.

Ellis rubbed his nose and walked to a private house.

He parked his motorcycle on the lawn in front of the house.

"Strange, the flowers are all dead, and no one waters them."

On the side of the lawn, there are some flower pots, in which are some unknown flowers, which his grandmother got from somewhere, they are extremely precious, and they must be watered every two days, otherwise they will die easily.

His grandma prized these flowers daily.

However, Ellis found that the flowers were about to die.

His expression shook, and suddenly a bad thought came to his mind.

Ellis hurried into the house.

"grandmother."

He shouted loudly.

There is no grandma in the living room or kitchen.

He pushed away from the bedroom, only to see grandma lying on the bed, and Ellis breathed a sigh of relief.

"Scared me."

Ellis stepped forward, then froze.

His grandma's face was purple and blue, and there were still a few mouthfuls of blood on the ground on one side.

Ellis hurried forward and shouted anxiously.

His fingers trembled in front of his nose.

He staggered and his lips trembled a little.

Not breathing anymore.

His grandma passed away.

Like a bolt from the blue, Ellis's head buzzed.

Soon, Ellis notified his parents. At the same time, the doctors in the town came to check and try to rescue him. If it didn't work, he had to know why he died.

He remembers that grandma's body has always been very healthy.

Nothing happened.

He and his parents watched the doctor closely.

The doctor took a variety of instruments for examination, opened his eyelids to look at his eyes, and then his lungs. He frowned and murmured, "It's the same symptom again!"

"Doctor, how are you?"

The doctor did not express his doubts, and he is still not sure.

He said softly: "The specific reason is not clear, but the cause of death should be that he died of a certain disease."

Ellis coughed, and his face was a little abnormally rosy.

He put his arms around his parents and fell into grief.

The doctor left the room, and just as he was about to return to his clinic, he immediately received a call, and there was another accident.

The right hand that touched the patient just now touched the nasal cavity subconsciously, and he put on the mask again, ready to go to the next place.

Ellis in the room coughed heavily again.

His parents quickly asked with concern.

Ellis swallowed, his throat felt a little uncomfortable, Ellis pretended to be relaxed and said: "It's nothing, it will be fine in two or three days."

"I'll take care of grandma's funeral. You can go back to work in the city."

His parents nodded and entrusted before leaving: "Remember to take care of yourself."

Then, he left quickly.

Ellis twisted his cheeks, bent down, and coughed again.

"fuck."

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